Doin' The Cockroach

I was in heaven

I was in hell

Believe in neither

But fear them as well

This one's a doctor

This one's a lawyer

This one's a cash fiend

taking your money

Back of the metro

Ride on the greyhound

Drunk on the Amtrak

Please shut up

Another rider

He was a talker

Talking about TV

Please shut up

This one's a crazer

Daydreaming disaster

The origin of junk food

Rutting through garbage

Tasty but worthless

Dogs eat their own shit

We're doing the cockroach yeah

Doin the cockroach yeah

Doin the cockroach yeah (alright, not bad) (X3)

One year

Twenty years

Forty years

Fifty years

Down the road in your life

You'll look in the mirror

And say, "My parents are still alive."

You move your mouth

You shake your tongue

You vibrate my eardrums

You're saying words

But you know I ain't listening

You're walking down the street

Your face

Your lips

Your hips

Your eyes

They meet

You're not hungry though

Well late last winter

Down below the equator

They had a summer that would make you blister

Oh my mind is all made up

So I'll have to sleep in it (X3)


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